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French Kicks

Living Room Is Empty

When you walk around, you know you feel okay

Although you had some mornings that make you cry

You took 'em lying down

You took ?em, oh, so hard

And when you call the phone and talk to me and explain

I try to hark the words and not obey

They came out wrong

And I was back where I started

There is only one person that talks that way

And you use imagination in the back of the cab

You took it all the way

Home to my empty room

Well, I remember that expression for the rest of my life

My answer to the party line, up in and go get her

Reach inside my kitchen for that old carving knife

To mess up all my people, make 'em see a little redder, hey

When I do my dirt, will you stand up high

And tell me how you got to be this way

I listened all the time

I wait around so long

And if you ever thought of dying to kill yourself

Like a tired old record you get played out

And you'll be on your own

Buried in the ground

Well, I remember that expression for the rest of my life

My answer to the party line, up in and go get her

Reach inside my kitchen for that old carving knife

To mess up all the people, make 'em see a little better, hey

Woke up with a new song

Woke up with a tightrope

Living room is empty

Did you even miss me?

I knew about the last time

This could be the last time

Smoke going up the chimney

Can I take you with me?

Living room is empty

Dead with the memory

I can't get over now

Roll over now

If you ever thought of dying to kill yourself

Like a tired old record you get played out

And you'll be on your own

Buried in the ground